It is not the whip that makes man, but the lure of things that are worthy to be loved.

Aquarrel is like buttermilk: once it's out of the churn, the more you shakeit, the more sour it grows.

He whocannot cut the bread evenly cannot get on well with people.

This creative man, who in his own selfish affairs is a coward to the backbone, will fight for an idea like a hero.

One cannot be precise and still be pure.

Life has become a struggle between keeping your weight down and you spirits up.

Peoplespend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idledreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill theemptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed tosearch was within.

The property of power is to protect.

Nature hasgiven men one tongue and two ears, that we may hear twice as much as wespeak.

Any general statement is like a cheque drawn on a bank. Its value depends on what is there to meet it.

There is no evil in the atoms, only in men's souls.

Nomatter how thin you make a pancake, it always has two sides.